Darkness

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I could barely hear my dad shout my name as I stumbled through the door, slamming it shut in attempts to block out dads voice.
It's been at least 2 hours know; I've been trekking through the forest. It's too dark to see but I know where I am, I'm nearly at Stiles house. I Don't want my dad to find me nor anyone else for that matter I guess the feelings mutual  Since neither of my uncles have attempted to find me yet. You'd think with supernatural speed they would have stopped me from leaving the house. The know I don't wanna talk, not tonight, not anymore.

My head started pounding as I set off running again, I knew if I didn't run my chances of not being caught would be slim. When I reached Stiles door I fell on my knees , blinded by the streams of tears pouring down my face. I don't even know why I'm crying, it seem silly to be in a state like this But I am, I sat there and sobbed in my hands until I heard the door in front of my open. I pulled my head up to see who it was.

"Lydia "!? Stiles voice sounded sharp, he bent down and wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace. He didn't bother trying to talk to me, he knows me too well, I don't want to talk I just want to be in his arms. After a while he convinced me to go inside, He helped me up and took me up to his room. I laid with my head resting on his chest, and he stroked my hair. I know he's confused at why I'm here, but I don't think I can tell him what's really happening, that my dads avoiding me and that I have some creepy witch using me.

Stiles isn't just some boy to me, it's always been us two from the very start. His dad's always away on business, he never spends time with Stiles and like me, his mom died at the Christmas party 4 years ago. I guess that's why we are so close, we spent that summer together and since then we've been inseparable. He knows about the whole supernatural shenanigan. His mom was on the council, which I don't know know much about but to tell stiles that a witch is using me would change things, I mean he hates witches anyway.

My dad still doesn't know we're dating but my uncle Damon does, so it won't be long till he figures out I'm here and is knocking on the door. He's the only one allowed in this house the others haven't been invited in by stiles or his dad. I remember when he found out about me and Stiles , It was quite funny actually he wanted to give me the talk but when untie Elena had already beat him to it, he insisted that if josh was every to try anything I would tell him so he could rip his head off. I agreed to it only because he said he would kept me and josh a secret.

I sighed and pulled myself to an upright position "Stiles I have to tell you something"

I waited till he was seated upright in front of me, he pulled my hand into his "What is it?"

"I'm sorry I've been so distant for the last few months. It's just that moving in with my aunt it's taking some getting used to and well I've mi-"

I was cut off by Stiles' hand on my face slowly pulling me toward him. I can't remember the last time we were this close since I moved house I'd only seen him during school. I'd really missed him.

"Stiles I-"

"Shh" his lips slowly crashed into mine, taking me by my waist he held me tightly but it only lasted a few seconds.

I launched myself away from him crying in agony, a sheering pain struck my head, and I started to choked on my own blood.

"What did I do?!" Then He saw what had happened "Lydia What's Happening!"

He rushed to my side then preceded to get a cloth for the continuous flow of blackened blood streaming from my face.

"No No No Please" I looked straight into Stiles' eyes no emotion was in my words" Damon Was Right"

"What do you mean, He was right? Right about what? Lydia ?!" He pulled me off the floor and lifted me on to the bed

"Lydia, is this what you needed to tell me, is this why you've been so distracted?!"

I couldn't find the right word to say, my mind was racing I have no idea what's happening. I started to lose focus, my eyesight was worsening with each second that passed.

"This has never happened before, Stiles I don't know what's happening to me," I felt the tears form in my eyes again but this time they were tears of blood.

"Am I about to die? Stiles?" I could only make out the simplest figure of him in front of me, I felt his arms squeeze my shoulders.

" I'm going to call Damon okay, Everything going to be okay" He took my cell out of my pocket, I heard him dial Damon's number.

"Trust me you'll be okay"

When he got off the bed I only caught parts of the frantic convocation, a new pain rising throughout my whole body.

"Where is she!"

"At my house, Stramly Avenue"

"Is she wake"

"Barely, she's losing consciousness, it's like she's being tortured"

"Don't let her lose consciousness!" Then my uncle hung up.

At that moment it felt like there was a creature trying to claw its way out of me, an immense pain that surged through my body causing me to fall limp on the bed sprawled out, flinching uncontrollably with every scream the escaped my lungs.

I could barely hear Stiles' shouts of panic, Kneeling over my epileptic body trying to calm me down but I was to scare, fear flowed through my veins until till it all when dark.

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